...Trying to write a novel (for about twenty minutes), but actually writing fic. I seem to have lost the knack of sleep.
So. I'm sitting in the almost-dark, just the coloured lights from the Christmas tree. It's freezing - the heating doesn't come on till seven and lighting the fire will probably wake everyone, but I'm snug in... ::counts:: four layers, including a padded flannel shirt and my brushed-cotton robe, drinking Japanese cherry tea, tapping away at the academy story. Mark is downloading so the internet is treacle-in-the-fridge slow; LJ is unusable, really, which is just as well, I guess; fewer distractions.
Hey ho, it's almost seven. Mark will be up soon. Better press on.
Gosh it's quiet out there. Where is everybody? Hope you all survived the holidays... (o
So. I'm sitting in the almost-dark, just the coloured lights from the Christmas tree. It's freezing - the heating doesn't come on till seven and lighting the fire will probably wake everyone, but I'm snug in... ::counts:: four layers, including a padded flannel shirt and my brushed-cotton robe, drinking Japanese cherry tea, tapping away at the academy story. Mark is downloading so the internet is treacle-in-the-fridge slow; LJ is unusable, really, which is just as well, I guess; fewer distractions.
Hey ho, it's almost seven. Mark will be up soon. Better press on.
Gosh it's quiet out there. Where is everybody? Hope you all survived the holidays... (o
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